Although Selena seemed somewhat reluctant, she eventually let me go.
After work, I stepped out of the elevator and Selena followed, grabbing my arm. She touched her pocket and handed me her car keys.
"Hudson, my car is in the company's underground parking lot. Let's go home together. It's been so long since I've been your passenger."
I looked at the keys and sighed helplessly.
We then walked to the parking lot together.
It was large and almost empty, filled with various luxury cars. I pressed the button, and found the Mercedes following the signal.
That Mercedes was the one she bought as a reward after landing her first big project, using three months of allowance she had saved.
She wanted to gift it to me at that time, but it was too flashy, so I declined.
In truth, I also didn't dare to accept it.
"Is this the Mercedes you bought with your savings back then?" I asked cautiously, curious to see if she still remembered.
"Hudson, so you still remember."
"Yeah, this is the one I saved up for. Look how well I've maintained it. It's been four or five years, and it still looks new. You wouldn't believe how much I spent on keeping it in good condition."
"That's great, but you don't need to go to such lengths." I sighed and shook my head.
"Selena, it's not like you don't have money. When you find a better car, just buy it. It's normal to upgrade. If this one doesn't work anymore, just replace it. There's no need to invest so much emotion into it."
I wasn't sure if she understood what I was implying, but I had expressed myself.
"You've washed your hair, so you should dry it. Sleeping with wet hair can make you dizzy," I reminded her out of concern.
She didn't move, so I sighed and picked up the hairdryer to help her.
Selena sat quietly as I dried her hair.
"Hudson, no matter how I choose, you're still the one who treats me best. If only we could spend our lives like this forever."
Hearing her words, I didn't respond and kept drying her hair.
When I finished, I put away the hairdryer and opened the wardrobe. I was surprised to see it was filled with my clothes, all neatly hung and untouched.
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